28*clears throat* So . . . DON'T HATE THE PLAYA! HATE THE GAME! The game, being fanfiction and the playa being authors, or one in particular. . . YOUR MOM! OK, I know I haven't updated and I bet you think I'm a bitch, but I'm updating now, right? You know I love you guys. And you girls, which there are probably more of. Now down to busy-ness. I don't own squat.
Squat- I AM A FREE MAN! *runs into the sunset*
And I don't own Twilight. Oh well, I'll live. And squat? No one says "Hi!".
EDWARD'S POV, WHO ELSE'S?!
I pulled up to the house as my siblings were pulling out. Alice's head was turned toward the window, but here eyes were sightless. The others probably couldn't hear my car over the blasting music. It was a great Daughtry song, which played for the occasion. Home.
I'm going home To the place where I belong
And Emmett was banging his head heavy-metal style, so all was right with the world and I am home. Thats kind of sad, that my homecoming in made certian by bad metal dancing attempts.
"Hi," I said, getting out of my car, parked in the woods and knocked on Alice's window, "What have I missed?"
"Edward!" Alice squealed and jumped the door of the convertible and tackled me.
"Alice!" I called.
"Eddie! You're back! I knew it, but didn't believe it!" she said, hugging me.
"Don't call me Eddie! I said I'd come home, but can you get of me?" I asked through gritted teeth. She climbed off and looked at me.
"Oh, now both our clothes are dirty," she brightened for a second then ran away the words, "I'll be right back!" streaming behind her.
"Hey man. How goes existence?" asked Emmet.
"I'm relatively alive, I think. Your wife may have fixed that." I directed the last part at Jasper. He shrugged.
"She told me she had a vision you didn't come back." He explained. Yes, that explained things. "I was worried too."
Alice rocketed out of the house, fully dresses in a new outfit and threw one at me, "get changed, or we wont get to school on time, and I want you to meet our new friend!"
I ran into my room, swiftly changed and ran back outside in five seconds. "Let's go," I said, jumping into the back seat.
We drove of, getting to school in half the time most humans took, because Rose drove the fastest out of any one, vampire or otherwise, I'd ever met and or heard of.
I climbed out and scanned the early children, for anyone that could be Alice's 'new friend'. No one had any thoughts of welcoming us, as per usual they were some "they are so hot!" thoughts that irk me with their shallowness as usual, and some "Damn that Cullen" which will never cease to annoy me, then there were some kind thoughts, but none directed at us.
"Who is your friend Alice?" I asked, confused.
"She's not here yet!" she replied, probably looking for her. "Oh, there! Coming out of the squad car!" She absolutely reeks of freesia Alice added in her head. it smells great, but waaaay to fragrant for any true bloodlust, Jazzy loves her. Not love-loves though. He better not… Her thoughts continued to ramble threateningly for a moment, and I tuned her out, until she screeched my ear. "ISABELLA! Over here! Come, meet me brother!"
A female body swung around, frightened at my sister's call, her eyes stretching wider then I'd ever seen them. Because I had seen those brown eyes before.
Because she was the girl whose smell had driven me through Canada, to Alaska, to a bar, then back to face.
"Alice!" I hissed, "I don't want to meet her!"
Alice looked up, hurt. Oh no. "Why don't you want to meet my friend? Albeit, she strange, but her thoughts can't have been that bad!" she ended with her hands on her hips, her little pixie head looking up impatient for my answer.
"Her smell is irresistible. It's why I left." I answered faster then I could run.
Her eyes went glassy, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" she cried, vampire-quiet as she slipped into a vision of me biting into her neck and drinking, right here.
Another followed immediately, I was too horror struck to pull out of her head. I saw me leading her away, her screaming, but not pulling away, but not walking with me either, just standing there, as I dragged her into the woods and started to feed.
Another of me leaving again forever, watching my coven, waiting for them to move away from this girl. Not going back to the state until sure she died. . .
Another of me waiting by where her father picked her up and leading her away, to kill her.
A final one of this girl, silently sitting on my lap, with my arms around her, listening to a story Emmett was telling, she got a blank look on her face, and then she started giggling and I smiled. She was a vampire. Alice was holding a baby with my colored hair that curled and glowing brown eyes.
Alice snapped out of it. It had only taken a second, but it was the longest second of my life, and the girl, who had taken a step, looked confused. We'll take of this later . . . Alice thought. I nodded.
Alice started walking to the girl and started towing her to me, "Isabella, this is my brother Edward."
"Hello," I stated inflectionless. I wasn't rude, but I certainly wasn't polite.
She looked up at me, then her eyes grew wide and she looked down, ruffling her light brown locks, a shade lighter then her eyes. She muttered a stuttered, "Hi," and kept looking down.
"Would you like us to walk you to class?" I asked.
The girl nodded. Her name is Isabella, that's what Alice had said.
"What class Isabella?" I asked, knowing.
"I have Spanish first." She said.
I stopped talking. Her smell was getting to my head. One of those visions Alice had might come true, if I kept using my air at this rate. I turned away to breathe. We walked in silence and I tried to read her mind. I couldn't hear a thing. I tried again, still not hearing any thoughts. I kept trying until we reached her Spanish class, always unsuccessful.
"Here you are." I said and opened the door. "Adios." I held open the door as she walked in, caught her mumbled thanks and tried one last time to read her mind. I listened and I could hear everyone else's thoughts, just not hers.
I walked to my class, entering just before the bell, and sat down to ponder. I could hear everyone else's thoughts and I can hear sounds fine, so why can't I hear her thoughts? I kept thinking in circles, not coming to any solid conclusions and passing the moments quickly. The lunch bell startled me from my puzzlement and I knew I could ask Alice at lunch. No one sat near us. Humans may be ignorant, but they're not stupid.
I walked over to our table, not bothering with getting lunch and sat down. I was here first, but I could hear Rosalie and Emmett in the janitor's closet nearest to the wall of the cafeteria where we sit. I'm assuming for the reason of torture, this was their favorite place to go during school. By torture, I mean of me and our siblings not participating whatever's going on in there. I really wish I didn't know. Alice and Jasper walked in holding hands. Hi Edward they greeted in their heads simultaneously. I chuckled.
"You guys are adorable," I said, then lowered my voice, "for a couple who have been together for more hen fifty years."
"What?" Jasper asked.
"You thought the same thing, at the same time, in the same tone. All happy." I said, chuckling again.
"Isabella is sitting with us again today." Jasper looked concerned.
"She's always so confused and nervous. People keep making fun of her and she doesn't understand." He whispered. "They think it's funny. It's not."* His thoughts were murderous. Alice nodded. Isabella walked in and sat down next to Alice.
"Hi Isybella." said Jasper. She smiled at him.
"Hey Jazz" she replied. Alice shrugged. They have a thing, she thought to me.
"Hello Isabella." I said to her.
"Hello Edward." She said, looking down.
"Hey, Isabella," Alice said, turning her body toward the girl, "Do you have a shorter nickname, or a name you like to be called, other then Isabella?"
"I like Bella, my mom called me Bella." She muttered.
"Do you miss your mom?" I asked, attempting at comforting. She looked up at me, and nodded. As if I was the only one to have thought of this, but how could I be? She leaked lonliness and a need for a type of compainionship only love as strong as a mother's, if not the same kind.
"Oh, it's OK, Bella!" said Alice and she hugged Bella. Bella leaned away. Alice let go, understanding. Understanding what, I don't know, and all Alice seemed to know was that Bella was special ed. Rosalie and Emmett walked in, clothes slightly rumpled, but the humans wouldn't be able to tell and sat down. Emmet next to Bella and Rose next to Jasper, who was next to me.
"Why is she here?" hissed Rosalie.
"She's my friend Rosie." Answered Alice.
"But why here?" she insisted.
"Where else would we all sit?" Alice asked in response, surprised.
"I don't know. Not here. Somewhere she belongs." Rosalie answered. She shouldn't be saying such rude things. I looked into her thoughts. Bella had done nothing to Rosalie, but exist.
"Stop Rose," I said quietly, "Let her stay." Bella looked up from her food at me. I may not be able to read her mind, but I read her brown eyes, and they thanked me and she turned to Alice, with a smile and the same expression. Alice saw that to, and apparently that was one of the most positively responsive things she'd done in the three days she's been here.*= Kids at my school treat Special Ed kids like that. Not cool guys. Not cool. Demonic children treat my brother like that. I swear! (Not a promise, but like God!. . . well, you know what I mean)You have been great with the review thing, but I'd love more. . . XD I'll get the next chapter up when possible. It's snowing a lot, bit I'm typing this on March 2 '09 so if this doesn't get up 'til the 4th, know I was thinking of you! Wow, I just edited this again. My computer got a virus, but hey, I wrote!